Chapter 91 Daxia’s return gift! My name is, gold medal lecturer! It’s time for dinner again, brothers!
now.
Top-secret external communication room.
Staring at the very brief email on the screen, both of them were thinking with solemn faces.
What is the gift mentioned by this 'mysterious organization'?
And also make them mentally prepared? How scary does this thing have to be to warrant a warning?
‘Did Old Man Zheng really tell the truth?’
Zhang Yuli felt something vaguely.
It's just that this guess is too outrageous, so outrageous that even he wouldn't believe it if he said it.
Could the mysterious organization really want to transport that kind of thing to Daxia? How did they do it?
However.
Before he could figure out what was going on.
"Old Zhang, this mysterious organization wants to give us Daxia a gift. Can't we return the gift?"
Zheng Lixing said with a thoughtful look on his face: "It's not okay to just take other people's things."
Although I don't know what kind of gift they are giving, their return gift must be prepared in advance.
"Well, we have to be fully prepared." Zhang Yuli nodded and agreed.
When someone gives you a gift, you naturally have to give a gift in return.
No matter whether the gift given by others is light or heavy, you should at least give someone a gift that expresses your ‘feelings’.
This is the courtesy exchange that Daxia has always admired.
This is true for interpersonal interactions, not to mention that the person they are communicating with is a mysterious and unpredictable organization, so they need to be extremely careful.
"But, what 'gift' can we give to others?" Zhang Yuli had a headache when he thought about this.
The word 'return gift' is said lightly.
How to return a gift? What should you give to the 'mysterious organization' to make others feel valued?
Do you want to give money directly? Do others look like they are short of money?
The other party had given Daxia technology several times before, all based on the principle of absolute mutual trust.
And Daxia will never ask for the technology of the 'mysterious organization' in vain. Both parties know that unwarranted requests will only make the relationship go further and further. Since there is a contribution, there must be a reward, so they give this good news. The 'reward' in its name.
In fact, let alone talking about it far away, just take the C-5M transport aircraft technology in front of you, it is something that tens of billions of dollars cannot buy? How many countries in the world are willing to pay any price to acquire this technology?
If you use money as a 'return gift', wouldn't that be insulting to others?
What's more, for an organization that has such a terrorist force in Yingjiang, is it possible that others are short of money?
But you must return this gift. Regardless of whether others want it or not, Daxia must give it.
If there is any gap between the two sides due to this matter, it will be a huge disaster affecting the entire Great Xia.
The two of them were unwilling to take this risk, and Daxia couldn't accept this kind of thing.
Zheng Lixing naturally understood this. He sighed faintly: "If you can't do it with money, you can't do it with material things."
“It’s really difficult to return a gift”
There is no shortage of materials and money for this mysterious organization.
Others can even get the technology of the F35-C prototype that has not yet made its first flight. Is there anything else that cannot be satisfied in material terms?
So besides that, what else can Daxia give to the ‘mysterious organization’? A promise and guarantee like a blank check?
"We must 'return the gift' from other aspects." Zhang Yuli thought of something at this time: "Didn't that 'mysterious organization' assist the Northwest Province several times?"
“I feel like this should be the starting point.”
"When you mentioned this, I remembered it." A hint of excitement appeared on Zheng Lixing's face: "We have assisted a thousand schools and millions of students with food subsidies."
Since the leader behind the 'mysterious organization' may have been from the Northwest Province in the past, we should simply give in to him and continue to provide assistance to the Northwest Province in the name of a 'caring person'.
This may be more in line with the 'mysterious organization's' preference for return gifts.
However, hearing this.
Zhang Yuli shook his head: "No, this cannot be said to be a return gift, but something we should do."
"So this time it is not just the northwest province, but the whole country."
Rather than saying it was a return gift, Zhang Yuli wanted to use this excuse to promote national aid measures.
Students in Northwest Province receive food subsidies, but what about poor students in other places?
Are there no shortages in other poor areas? No need for assistance?
In addition, Zhang Yuli also felt that this was the best way.
After all, the Northwest Province is certainly the hometown of the ‘leader’, but how could the whole of Daxia not be the hometown of the ‘mysterious organization’? Are you willing to see people in other parts of Daxia starving?
Perhaps this return gift was sent to their true hearts.
"Okay, this is good!" Zheng Lixing slapped his thigh hard: "Old Zhang, I think this is the most correct gift in return."
After all, whether it is the two of them or the 'mysterious organization', isn't the common purpose of both of them to make Daxia better?
Although the idea is good, there is a very real problem facing us.
Zheng Lixing then asked: "Can we come up with this money?"
If you want to provide aid and subsidies across the country, you must at least have money.
"Didn't I make a fortune in the financial market before?" Zhang Yuli glanced at him and said.
Previously, in the carbon fiber market, Daxia's revenue was actually far more than the US$10 billion profit.
It's not that they are hiding the mysterious organization, it's mainly because the fastest profit that can be recovered in the financial market is only the initial ten billion US dollars, and a large part of the rest is still making huge profits in the market.
In addition, there are factors such as the market income of carbon fiber factories, the rise in stock prices of Daxia Carbon Fiber Chemicals, etc. These figures are not actually calculated.
It is not an exaggeration to make profits of tens of billions of dollars in the next one or two years, and it is not a joke to even exceed 100 billion US dollars. "It's just that if we put aid to schools and food subsidies together." Zhang Yuli made a simple calculation in his mind: "If we just need to aid schools, these tens of billions of dollars will not be enough, and we won't even be able to recruit teachers."
The population of Northwest Province is only over 20 million, but the population of Daxia as a whole is over one billion.
Not to mention that there is not enough money, even if there is enough money, it will not be able to solve the problem of teachers in a short time.
Then there is only another means of assistance left, food subsidies.
“This is the most appropriate way to subsidize a lunch for poor students across the country.”
Zhang Yuli looked deeply and touched his beard: "Our tens of billions of dollars in funds are enough to subsidize it for ten years."
He received a report earlier.
It says that according to research, how helpful a nutritious lunch is to students and how important it is for growing young children.
Granted, there is nothing wrong with what the report says.
However, students in poor areas of Daxia and even ordinary urban-rural fringe areas cannot afford these foods.
Eat enough meat, eggs and milk for lunch every day? Today, the main food in many mountainous areas is still simple meals.
A nutritious lunch may cost less than two or three yuan, but for these poor students, that is almost out of reach.
But if Daxia centralizes procurement and production, the cost will be much lower.
"As for the name, I think we can continue to use 'Charity Lunch for Enthusiastic People.'" Zheng Lixing suggested.
"Then let's settle it."
Zhang Yuli nodded.
Although this gift is not for use by the mysterious organization, I believe they will also like it.
The moon is dark and the wind is high.
In the LLNL employee dormitory, Lu Ze glanced at the time on his watch. It was almost late in the morning.
He ignored the emails Da Xia continued to reply to and directly closed the email light screen on his eyeballs.
“Go and see what ingredients are available first”
He walked straight to the mini refrigerator in the kitchen, opened it and took a look at the materials inside.
Although his dormitory was not as big as Lucy's living room, although the sparrow was small and well-equipped, it had everything it needed.
I took out a few eggs and tomatoes, as well as some vegetables and meat.
"Make tomato braised noodles tomorrow morning"
"Braised beef tongue? It takes too much time to make spicy beef tongue."
After speaking, Lu Ze made some preparations.
It's not that he wants to have a late-night snack, but he plans to prepare these dishes in advance.
After all, he and Lucy will go to the urban area of San Francisco in the Bay Area tomorrow morning. After all, Lucy needs to get a tourist visa to return to Daxia with him during the summer vacation.
There is no visa office in a small place like Livermore. Visas can only be processed in San Francisco.
Because he was in a hurry, he had to make breakfast in advance at this time in the evening. After eating it early tomorrow morning, he would drive to San Francisco.
The next day.
In the morning, before Lu Ze woke up.
In the small town of Livermore, there is still the Italian pizza shop in front.
The Black and White Shuangsha looked at the man with strange makeup in front of him, confusion and shock written all over his face.
This man, who was obviously of yellow race, spoke a "weird" English that was difficult to understand.
He was wearing a cotton-padded jacket on his upper body, but there was no bottoming shirt underneath.
His pants and legs were even stained with a thick layer of mud, and his hair was like a messy bird's nest. One look revealed that this person hadn't taken a shower for at least a month, and the sour smell from his body could hit both of them directly. in the eyes.
The whole person seemed to be surrounded by a dirty armor, making people afraid to get close at all!
"Why are you wearing a jacket? Isn't it hot?" Parker, as a fat man, really can't understand this behavior.
This is California, and it's June. Aren't you hot?
"And brother, why are you called Zombie??" Buller muttered this strange name! ’
Zombies?
What a strange pronunciation, is this really a person's name?
"No, my name is lecturer, you can call me gold medal lecturer!"
The man, who looked to be in his early twenties, smiled heartily and then said: "Doesn't this pizza shop provide some relief food? I came here to get it."
Subsequently.
When the store owner handed him the relief food that had two days of expiration left, Buller and Parker looked at him very strangely.
He turned a blind eye and shouted in Chinese that no one could understand: "It's time for dinner again, brothers!"
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